Romance in Vegas - Showgirl! (20 page)

"Just put the bag and the safe money on the
one cart," he told Dani.

"Okay, Logan." And she did as he
requested.

"Now, we just wait for the car," he said.

The phone rang five minutes later. "Your car
is in back," Scaletti told him. "The keys are in the ignition and
the police have been told not to shoot or follow you."

After he hung up, Logan yelled at Beamer,
"Car's out back."

He replied, without looking around, "Get the
girl and we're out of here."

But Logan hesitated as the woman looked at
him with the green eyes. He knew he could never kill her, but could
Beamer?

"I have to take you out now," he said,
grabbing her around the neck. He rolled the cart up to the door,
and waved his gun. The buzzer sounded, and he wrestled Dani and the
cart to the outer door, where the same thing happened, he was
buzzed out.

Soon, he was faced with thirty guards in
various positions around him, all with hands on their holsters,
ready to pull their guns. Except for the squeaking of the cart
wheels, which Beamer now took from him, there wasn't a sound in the
casino.

"Let's go," Beamer said urgently as he rolled
the cart, "they're all over the fucking place."

They spotted the car, a newer mid-sized car,
with its engine running, by the back door of the casino. Heat
blasted them as the doors to the outside opened, and Logan saw
flashes of red and blue police lights, and heard the click of
rifles and handguns. Swat team was everywhere, even the top of a
neighboring casino. And all the guns were trained on the three of
them now.

Quickly, Beamer loaded the money into the
back seat, swearing. Yet he looked happy at the same time.

"Bring the girl," he told Logan loudly.

But Logan hesitated, as his arm tightened
around her neck. "What for?"

Beamer looked at him incredulously, as he ran
to the driver's seat. "We'll never make it to the end of the
driveway without her."

He heard her whisper then. "You'll never make
it anyway. Give up now. While you still have a chance, Logan."

Frozen now, he stared at Beamer, then at the
money. The man would gamble it away again, he was sure. And
shortly, kill the girl. Watching Beamer's face, he was sure of
it.

"Take it!" he said to Beamer.

Logan grabbed the girl by her upper arm,
running with her back into the casino.

And she sprinted off to one side, as he
dropped his gun onto the carpet and raised his hands.

"Marie!" Dani screamed, as she ran towards
the cage window.

Al stopped her, stood in front of her, and
said "It's okay, Dani. She's fine, just look."

Marie sat in a chair, inside the cage, as
someone held ice on her head.

"Dani." He grabbed her chin and forced her to
look at him. "It's okay now. You're going to be fine." His hands
came around her back, and he held her close as she sobbed.

Cheers sounded from the dimly lit
surveillance room as well as security room, guards Candy and Matt
high-fived, and the pull team went to have their lunch.

Chapter 18

The next morning, Al woke early, and looked
at Dani, as she slept soundly in his penthouse bed. He pushed her
hair back over her face, as his eyes roved over her bare shoulders,
then back to her flushed cheeks and pouting lips.

Her eyes opened, startled at first, then came
back to rest on his face.

"You okay?" he whispered, while he edged his
body closer to hers.

She nodded and her lips found his.

Already aroused from just the sight of her,
his hardness increased and he groaned.

"Mmmm, how can you be so beautiful so early
in the morning?" he whispered against her lips, as his hand came up
to stroke her breast. Her sharp intake of breath just made him
harder, as her nipple reacted to his touch.

"You like that?" he asked her, now nuzzling
her neck, while his lips roved up and down her silky skin, then
came to rest on the same nipple.

Trying to guide him into her, she said
urgently, "I need you. Right now."

He laughed softly. "You don't want me to do
this?" His finger found her wetness, moved inside her and he could
feel her tightening around it. "You are so very responsive, Dani, I
can feel you." His finger moved in and out then roved over her bud
and massaged it as she gasped, and moved closer towards him. Soon,
her body tensed and she found release.

Unable to wait any longer, he rolled her onto
her back and entered her swiftly, so fast she looked at him with
amazement, while he gave her all of him, increasing his thrusts as
she moaned.

He had to stop then. She looked up at
him.

"No, Dani, it's not over yet," he said
softly, pulling out of her. "Turn over," he whispered.

On her stomach now, he entered her from
behind, relishing the feel of her hair falling around them, and her
silken skin, as he drove into her.

Dani felt like she was exploding inside and
out, as his thrusts increased, faster and faster, filling her with
what she'd needed for so long. Her hips rose up to meet him, and
she balanced on her arms now.

His lips moved against the back of her neck,
sending shivers down her spine, while his hands roved on her
breasts and stomach, then to her bud, smoothing it, moving it,
while she cried out.

She heard him whispering,
"Bellissimo...bella..."

As she rose up, her hands came over his,
moving her breasts, then down to her wetness. He came deep within
her then, deep, deep within her, as she cried out to him.

An hour later, Robert watched Lefty and a
redhead get into the penthouse elevator. "Boy, he likes them
young."

Lefty walked in to see Al, and threw several
newspapers on his desk. He noticed Al's hair was wet from the
shower, and he smiled. "New headlines, take a look boss."

One paper was better than the rest, they
thought after they discussed the pictures for a minute. It showed a
picture of Kim and Dani, almost done dancing, their arms high in
the air, with their hair flying around them. The headline read,
'Double Trouble.'"Exceptional," Al said.

Dani came in then, dressed in a t-shirt and
jeans with bare feet. "Hi, Lefty. What's up?"

"Have a surprise for you." He gave a low
whistle, before he said, "Danielle Louise Troubix I'd like you to
meet your sister, Olivia Ann Troubix."

Dani gasped as a redhead came in the room.
Her hair was to her shoulders, but other than that, she was almost
identical to Dani. "I've been looking for you, Dani." She said,
before she began sobbing. She walked up, and hugged Dani tight.

"Oh, Olivia, I can't believe this," Dani
cried, as tears ran down her face.

Al and Lefty went downstairs, leaving the two
alone for a while, and Dani found out Olivia was twenty-two and
she'd also been in foster care. But, her sister remembered about
Dani and had searched for her fruitlessly until Lefty contacted
her. They liked the same foods, clothes, music and Olivia also
loved to dance.

Robert saw the two redheads come down in the
elevator an hour later. "Holy shit! Look at this, Les."

Les zoomed his camera in. "Well," he said
slowly, "check out the rock on Dani's ring finger. That's something
new. It must be ten carats. But..." he zoomed in again, "I don't
see any ring on Red number two. So, guy, she's fair game."

Robert laughed. "Think she'd go for an old
thirty year old like me?"

"Never know until you try."

When Dani and Olivia reached the coffee shop,
Dani pulled her back. "Look at Lefty!" she exclaimed.

The man sat talking and laughing with
Stutgart, who wore a simple, flattering black dress and heels.

"She nailed it," Dani laughed.

As they stood talking, Charlene walked up to
Dani.

"So," Dani said, "did you give Teeny his
massage? When I spoke with him, he told me he'd never had one."

"Oh," Charlene laughed, "he got one all
right. I yelled at him about his weight, and he turned over and
hugged me, the beast. We've got a date tonight."

"Well where are we going?" Kim insisted, as
Tony led her to the back door of the casino.

"I told you, it's a surprise."

But, as he spotted the limo, he picked her
up, and threw her over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" she squealed. "Put me
down. Right now."

"You said I was a caveman. So, you were
right."

The limo driver grinned and opened the door
for them.

Tony dumped her in the backmost seat. "You're
my new lead dancer in Atlantic City. And you're going to marry
me."

She gasped, as she stared at him,
disbelieving.

"Now," he said, as the limo took off, and he
shucked off his jacket, "strip."

She peered at him, and her eyes were slits
now. "Make me."

*****

THE END

Dear reader,

I felt I must add here that having worked in
more than one casino in my lifetime, if I told you how to really
rob a casino I would be disrespecting them and myself. So a few
liberties were taken here and there in my book to signify
non-existent weaknesses in their systems, and so as not to betray
the trust they put in me.

Also, I have the greatest respect for Vegas
showgirls. They are absolutely sensational, intelligent and a very
hard-working bunch of women. That's why I felt the need to write
about them and also Scaletti, may he forever exist in all our
imaginations!

Love you all, hard at work on another book,
and reviews are always appreciated!

Nancy